Some Quick Notes...

None of these ideas or updates seem to warrant a whole entry to their own. So, I'll just lump them all in here, ifyoudon'tmind.

Throwing on the brakes.
Hanging out at the Town Hall Pub last night with Ian and this pretty little gal, Jessie. I like Jessie. I think she's cute. And she says Interesting Things in Interesting Ways. She's a little young for me, but that's not a serious handicap.

When she says, though, that she's currently dating a good friend of mine, I screamingly throw on the brakes. This is a good guy. Ian knows him too. I slam down the brakes, immediately stop flirting and, indeed, head over to the jukebox to pick out some music.

Because I have no business flirting up a girl dating a guy that we used to call "Three Finger Jimmy."

My Amazing Show Crew.
With the odds stacked against them (very little promotion, weekend after New Years Eve show date and an otherwise closed theater), we pulled off a top-notch performance of "Sickest Stories" last night. We had a half full audience (30 people). A few of the girls flashed me and got in for free. (Both pairs were really nice. Everybody wins!) Shaun H, one of the show's producers, came back to do the show and was in rare form. (Lithuanian Strip Clubs and Shit-stained Bed Linens!) The pre-show video was superlative. (Filled with subliminal messages like "Show us your tits" and "Blowjobs are fun!" and a prolonged sequence from BAT PUSSY!) The show content was top notch. Each storyteller got to tell their a story or two, the gameplay was smooth. I sat out to give Shaun some play time with Fuzzy and Greg and I watched from the side and that audience was having a blast!

Some HUGE laugh-lines from last night...

"This guy's dick was ten inches long and as round as a coke can! Um, if there's anyone here at the show on a first date - sorry!"

and

"She wasn't so much blowing me as she was crying, with my dick in her mouth."

and

"This guy didn't get laid a whole lot. So, he had to take his chances and piss on every girl he got. He figured, Why Not?"

And I got a good one off in the opening monologue...

"Don't worry folks. The story ends on a happy note. I took you through Mordor, but I'm going to bring you on back home to The Shire." Had to hold my story for a minute for that one to let the audience laugh for a bit.

Outstanding Show! Great Audience! Sharp, Funny Storytellers!

Oh, and I forgot to mention that we were listed over the weekend on Metromix's "Top 5 Date Events for Saturday Night." A bunch of folks mentioned that to me at the Box Office. Thanks, Metromix!

Battlestar Whatthephuque?
Am currently catching up on the last season of BSG, in anticipation of the next season on Jan 16th. Holy Christ - I HATE IT. Weepy episodes in the ladies cancer ward. Adama mostly absent. The Cylons are no longer a scary fucking threat, but are now showing up to ask for help. They NEED fucking Help! The entire convoy might as well head back home. Apparently internal civil war has completely castrated the cylons.

Oh and I'm sick to fucking death of people acting crazy. Chief Tyrol shaved his head, is crying a lot and playing with a gun. Starbuck is finger-painting in her bedroom and walking around doing high school theater class monologues about visions.

I realized, last night, that this show has de-volved to the point where it has NONE of the things that I used to like about the show. Adama, tough as nails, making hard decisions. Cylons putting on the pressure. Mysteries about the identity of all of the cylon models. Space Adventure. Spaceship battles! Baltar, bat-shit crazy and fucking people who aren't there.

Now, he's wandering around in a bathrobe and running a battered women's outreach program.

I've been told to be patient. I've been told that the last three episodes really turn things around and end on a high note. I hope fucking so. Because it's pretty terrible, right now. Television Drama writers have to walk a fine line between Giving Away Information To Satisfy Curious Audience Members and Becoming So Insular So As To Focus On Minutae And Disregarding The Forward Progression Of The Story.

So say we all.

SOTD: The Musical Continues.
I'm just about done formatting the script. I need to hammer out lyrics for the first song or two. Am a little behind schedule there. But not terribly so. Enthusiasm continues as people are learning about it and calling up to express interest. Casting this thing is going to be so easy. People want in, in a big way. I should have a top-notch cast, if all goes according to plan.
Emailed the PG to set performance dates. Haven't heard back from them yet. We shall see.

Voices For Sale.
I am heading into a recording studio on Saturday, Jan. 10th to record my first voiceover demo. So, THAT'S exciting. I anticipate that it will take about an hour. But, I plan to host it online and send out demo's to the voiceover studios here in town and start looking for that work in 2009.
I've been paying for and prepping this demo for 9 months now. It will be good to put this in the can. I think it will be a useful tool, moving forward. I'll post the tracks here (if I figure out how), once they're finished.

"Dear Zachary" - Watch This Movie.
MSNBC is showing this tonight. Set your DVR. All reports that I've heard, indicate that this is going to be VERY powerful. It was only in theaters two or three months ago and doesn't have a street date for DVD. So MSNBC is your best bet to check this out. Watch this trailer and see why you should watch this incredible documentary.



You can thank me later.

Cheers,
Mr.B


This guy knows a big pair of balls when he sees them.